We’ll be leaving for Poland tomorrow, but not the whole family. There’s the rub. Only L and I are going, for K and E have been a couple of times in the last few months. That makes the trip bittersweet. I’m excited to go: I haven’t visited my adopted homeland since 2010 (L hasn’t been since late 2011). Yet I’m not excited to leave behind K and E for an extended trip, and neither is the Girl.
“I don’t want to go without them,” has been a recurring theme in these last few days.